Guided Masturbation For Women Novels & Stories

A small moan escaped my mouth when I imagined it being Morgan’s fingers tingling my sex. “Oh shit.” I felt a shiver as I caressed myself softly before holding the vibrator against my clit. Fuck, masturbating never felt this good. “Ourghh,” I let out as my toes curled to the vibrations. When I took the vibrator away for a moment, I realized how soaked I was. I kept caressing because I badly needed a release; something that could keep my mind off Morgan Flamur. There was a strong urge to keep going and to moan his name even though I was trying to get his face off my head while I touched myself. Just as I opened my mouth to moan his name, I heard a knock and my name followed.

Her Dom angles her face toward the man standing to her left, who is rapidly stroking himself, before releasing his fluid right into her open mouth. “Swallow it,” her Dom demands coldly. She obeys instantly, letting out another deep groan as the other two men surrounding her, who are also masturbating, release across the smooth olive skin of her bare back. As they do, she arches her spine and thrusts her backside out further. The stranger with the massive length thrusts even deeper into her pussy until almost all of it vanishes inside her. Then, her Dom settles his fingers firmly over her clit. “Do you want to come, slave?”

Her wet fingers moved to my clit, stroking it. I couldn't pretend it wasn't affecting me anymore; I let out cries of pleasures as she masturbated me. I suddenly let out a cry of pain; she had pinched my clit! I struggled to free myself, frantically pushing against the hands holding me. Her fingers came back to my clit and gently stroked until I quieted. All that time she was laughing. She kept on doing it; masturbating me until my cries grew desperate and then pinching me, but I was getting close to coming anyway. I almost didn't mind the pinching anymore. I lay there squirming in their hands, wishing I could touch myself when her fingers withdrew.

Calling Drew’s name softly and silently moaning. Doing that could not satisfy her lust for Drew. She quickly curled her fingers and pushed them upward to locate her g-spot before pushing them again for stimulation. She kept masturbating herself until she heard someone banging on the door, then quickly tidied herself up, opened the door, and went back to her office.

She shoved two fingers inside herself immediately, eyes locked on us as she started fondling her heavy breasts, rolling and pinching her nipples the exact way I’d seen her do countless times while watching p**n. I pushed Jayden onto his back on our marital bed and spread his thick, muscular thighs wide. I lubed my cock and his hole generously, then pressed two fingers inside him, scissoring him open while he moaned. Elena’s fingers were pumping faster now, the wet sounds of her masturbation mixing with Jayden's groans.

The middle finger of her right hand descended on it with a deliberate force that made her squirm. Of all physical pleasure, she enjoyed masturbation most, relishing the sensation of her fingertip unfurling the petals of desire, finding the bud within, enjoying the sensation of her own finger against her own clit. There was sorcery in the way she could manipulate it, dam the cataract, think of something else, read a book while caressing herself, always aware but playing a game. She could make it last for an hour sometimes, delay the leap into heaven, that high, tumultuous moment of release.

She lowered her right hand to her clitoris and with her left hand began to massage her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples, while her fingers made an up and down motion at her entrance that glistened with wetness. Catherine was masturbating and I was rubbing my member over my pants. Her little fingers were in an up and down motion over her pussy, circling her clitoris and going back down and up. She looked at me with a face of pure pleasure. When she stuck her finger inside her own pussy, I couldn't resist. I stood up and walked over to her, turning the chair to face me. She looked at me, not understanding how I could abandon the meeting. I was standing in front of her and she was fu

She was also willing to thrust the dildo in and out of herself with one hand while masturbating her clitoris with the other, while I watched and stroked myself. Another nice thing we did was that I would voluptuously thrust it in and out of her while she masturbated herself with one hand and with the other hand she would stroke my penis. Every now and then I would have her put more vaseline on my penis, or insert more into her vagina or onto her clitoral area. It as fantasically erotic. I got her to the point where she was ready to come; she was willing to come with the dildo itself. I thrust it in and out faster and deeper while she fingered herself, and she came hard. I then gently removed

I take turns circling my fingers against my swollen clit and pumping them in and out of me while Adam looks like he’s combusting. I think it’s the moaning of his name that’s doing it and how my back arches and I grind into my hand. By the way, he was the one who taught me this during the times we had encounters in the past. He'd done almost everything to my body, so now I don't feel embarrassed to do to myself what he did to me. “What now, Adam? Aren't you going to ask your powerless slave nicely?"

"I often masturbate with a vibrator and I come easily with it." I nodded. "Five minutes," I rumbled low. "For tonight you will hold it for five minutes. And let me remind you, Jess, as much as you love a spanking—a punishing one from my rubber paddle won't be a pleasurable one. So I suggest you would do your best to restrain yourself." She gulped loudly as the buzz came to life and within seconds contacted with her clit. Toes curled and hips alleviated on its own, eliciting loud moans out of her dry throat, it was indeed a heady sight.